Cracked
October 13th-14th, 2012
Oh, to be whole
To be whole again,
If I ever was
To be whole and
Not cracked, not imperfect
In this ugly way
Looking out on those
Looking in on my despair
My imperfection
Glass and ceramic
Carefully created
So perfect
Yet I’m a crack
A crack in the sea
The water pours in, the tears pour out
This taste
Is bitter
This feeling, cold
A cracked piece of pottery
Can’t go on display
Must be thrown away
It can’t be made whole
No glaze or glue
Can fix it
I’m the crack
The crack in the sea
Reflected in the sky
Nowhere to hide
I have to wait it out
The crack grows
Opened up,
It all comes out,
Everything revealed
Regret from paths not followed,
Disdain for love not given,
Misery results
Oh, to be whole
To be whole again,
If I ever was
About the Creator
Thor Grey (G. Steven Moore)
Since 1991, this compassionate writer has grown through much adversity in life. One day it will culminate on his final day on Earth, but until then, we learn something new every day and we all have something to offer to others as well.
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